Entangled Temptations (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 11

    Max gives a disdainful look that could’ve scorched me to my soul if Israel wasn’t standing right here.

    “I came here to check on you. You all left before we could even get a chance to converse,” he says stoically.

    Confused, I take a moment to process what exactly he’s talking about, “We’ve said all that we’ve needed to say. We congratulated you and had a dance together, is that not enough?”

    Israel looks over to me, thoroughly confused. I can’t say I really blame him, considering he thinks that Max and I just met. He subconsciously moves me behind him, and says with as much venom as he can muster, “Is there anything else we can help you with Dr. Quintero?” 

    Max flicks his wrist as though he were swatting a fly, “No, Israel there isn’t. I don’t need to talk to you, I need to talk to Kay. I would also like to check on her since she fainted yesterday.”

    Rolling his eyes and under his breath, he says, “Yeah, I know. You hogged all of her time yesterday.”

    I softly touch Israel’s shoulder so that he can give me his undivided attention, “Babe, it’s okay. I’ll be fine; thank you for staying with me last night, I appreciate it.”

    He leans over and gives me a kiss in front of Max, that’s so dramatic, I know he’s making a claim on me without having to say anything. “Typical alpha male egos,” I thought to myself. 

    Right as he leaves out, he says, “I’ll call you later okay?”

    I simply nod my attention already on the man who broke my heart. As I close the door, I tell Max, “Please have a seat, since you think we need to talk some more.”

    He walks into my living room, checking out the space, and says, “Your home is cozy and decorated to compliment your personality. I like it.”

    I follow him over to the sofa and awkwardly stand a good distance from him. He pats the seat next to him, and says, “Come here Kay, I won’t bite. I promise."

    Once again, my attraction to this man takes over and as soon as he said the word “bite”, I flitted over to him like a moth to a flame, ready to be burned by the fire. My body begins to tingle all over, remembering every little thing he did to me in Spain and in Italy. My mind screaming at me, telling me that this a dangerous situation and my body disagreeing, saying that it’s the right thing to do. Ultimately, my body wins and I sit down next to him. He looks into my eyes wistfully and says low enough that he thinks I can’t hear him, “This was supposed to be you, and now that you’re here in my life, how am I supposed to let go?”

    And just like that, the spell is broken, “You’re supposed to let go easily enough, Max. You’re marrying my sister.” I move from the seat next to him, get up and start pacing around the room like a madwoman. I clear my throat as I fold my arms around me, “Max, I- I think you should go. As you can see for yourself, I’m fine,” I stop in my tracks and look over at the door, “I appreciate your concern but I don’t think we need to be around each other unless it’s absolutely necessary.”

    A look of hurt splashes across his face, “You’re right, Kay. I think I should.” He gets up and instead of walking over to the door, he heads in my direction. I take a step back, unsure of what exactly he was going to do. I had to stay strong in my resolve; I wouldn’t be like my sister, weak to my carnal desires just because the person set my pussy and soul alight. He kept making his way over to me and every step he took towards me, I took one back until I was completely flush against the wall.